Chapter 8

In the morning with the sun shining through the window, Allanon groans with the aches and pains he is experiencing now that he is no longer in ‘fight’ mode. While the fight with Mexiah had him more injured than exhausted, he definitely pushed his limits more during these 5 actual on the ground battles, as using armor and live steel kicked the urgency to survive up a few notches. Then those big fights going on as long as they had and without him being able to fully recover, truly tested his endurance. He still came out on top in the end, but in the match against Chiaia, it was a close thing as not only was she the next thing to fresh, while he had been put through the ringer, but her familiarity with his fighting style helped to minimize any surprises he could spring on her. She complains that he is getting better at such a faster rate, but she doesn’t see her own progress compared to herself from even 6 months ago. ‘I really wanted to make a bet with her on that fight’s outcome, but she still is not yet really into me, a few more months at the most though even if the accident from a few nights ago destroyed much of the progress with her, I think. I’m not sure if it is just the way she wants a guy to act when with her, or just wanting something completely different to the few women I have been with.’

Lashara chooses that moment to walk through the door, wheeling a small cart piled high with food. “I still have classes I need to get to, though it sucks that even as a Queen to be I still have required lessons, but besides breakfast, news has already been spreading, with the best thing is that I had nothing to do with it.” She almost crows with the news. “I finally started looking at all the messages I have been sent too. A few were sent after your initial defeat of Carter, but they really started flowing after you beat Halon. We will spend some time tonight going through them, particularly the ones with pictures attached.” She finishes with a cheeky smile before turning and heading back out the door.

The cart is piled high with all of his favorites and not bothering with a fork or knife, Allanon just starts shoveling it in his mouth, only chewing as needed before he moves on to the next piece. After that he lays back down for some more rest, the 10 hours he got being far from enough.

(Elsewhere)

“Your ploy failed, again mind you. Please tell me that you used more than 1 intermediary to enlist Mr. Carter’s services?” Babalun asks Dagmyer.

“I used 3 for him and had him be the one to recruit the now defunct mercenary band of the Granite Fang. The plan was perfect though, my contact didn’t even need to heavily encourage him as he was still smarting from his loss in the tournament, and that was on top of giving him cart blanche regarding Lashara and Chiaia. Add that to how exhausted both Allanon and Chiaia were, and the board would have been swept of those thorns in my side. At this rate, I might as well go for a company sized unit of professional soldiers, if they can catch him out of his Seikijin, otherwise either Doll will have to be the one to beat him, unless we can throw wave after wave at him and make his safe operating time expire.” Dagmyer growls in his frustration.

“You try too much to go at him head on with these in-your-face confrontations. If you keep up this path, I’ll either cut off the funds that you have access to, or you’ll be dead at his hands as your intermediaries will think you are a lost cause and betray you one after another. Don’t bother asking me about Doll either as her skills are essential to furthering my plans.” Babalun says then ends the communication.

“Maybe I just need a different kind of mercenary, human ones are proving not to fit the bill. He still won’t tell me of the endgame plan, only that it will finally be ready before the end of the school year.” Dagmyer says to himself.

(back on the Swan)

The sun is starting to set, and now Allanon feels a lot better. As he walks from the hangar to the on-campus house, more eyes are on him. Only one person stops him, Mexiah. “Chiaia sent me the links to the articles about your tournament. Winning against such notable opponents, and in such a short period, my my your skills have gotten better. Care to test the increase in another fight, say 2 weeks from this Friday, so you can’t say that you aren’t at 100%. We can make the spar private and put an additional wager on the outcome if you like, say the winner getting the loser for the whole weekend?” Mexiah says, getting right to her point, though her wager suggestion means that there wouldn’t be any loser, that is until she backs Allanon up to a shaded tree and whispers what her plans would be for him. “I’ve got a lovely 10 inch long by 2-inch-thick strap-on that will open your ass up nicely after I have you lube it with your saliva.”

Her words cause more than a bit of fear and clenching to be had if he has to go through with it. He knows that he is growing stronger, but dare he risk his ass. Seiryu chimes in her part as Mexiah gets a big grin on her face at his faltering composure. ‘She is not forcing you, but at the same time, she is pushing you. Even if you trained yourself into the ground, 2 weeks wouldn’t be enough. If you spend more time meditating in my energy that might get you closer, but at the end of it, the choice is up to you on how far you want to fly.’ Allanon decides he will do that, but will also flip the script on Mexiah, to see if she will back down, as this is not a measuring stick, but a trial to overcome and soar past it he will with all the rewards it entails. The change of his expression has Mexiah taken aback, a big grin now on his face as he flips their positions and presses her against the tree, her nipples almost showing through her bra and uniform, as rarely does a male have the courage to push back against her. “I know that 2 weeks won’t be enough, so give me 6 weeks from Friday. Then when I win, you will be MINE FOR LIFE. I can already imagine you looking fantastic with an orange collar around your neck.” Allanon says.

Mexiah then returns fire as she processes his words. “I accept your marriage proposal. Get strong enough to make me your bitch, or as part of you being mine for life, you will tell me every woman you have slept with in the last 3 months, and then you will watch as I stretch every hole they have.”

They both part ways and though nobody could hear their conversation, many a person saw how close they got and start the new rumors flying as a result.

Allanon doesn’t even get to the house, as another person stops him just before the house comes into sight, this time it is Aura. She comes up to him and shocks Allanon with her forwardness as she gives him a side hug, his left arm almost being enveloped by her breasts. She also doesn’t step back after the hug, staying in his personal space. “Such true tests of skill with some of your opponents, even facing and beating Chiaia despite being tired. After news spread of a virtual unknown beating Kyle Carter, I had to tune in to see who put the bastard down a peg. Imagine my surprise when it turned out to be you. Now question for the future: Does the stamina you showed cross to other areas?” She licks her lips, and if he wasn’t already partially hard from the plan to collar Mexiah when he wins, he would be now, especially as her right hand presses his hand harder against her shorts, just a few layers of clothing separating his fingers from her pussy.

“I would love to know more about you princess, so how about a date, say this Wednesday night 7pm at the admin building is where we will begin, then if you want afterwards, we can talk more about you eventually belonging to me and no one else.” Allanon says in a completely serious tone of voice, as he knows that she has been asking about him ever since she came to the house for the first time, but now he seems to have passed the point of some of her metrics for her to be this forward. Being more daring, he darts his head to hers and steals a kiss, his daring causing Aura to enter a bit of a daze even though she was the one to start things as she tries to look towards the future and her wedding night.

He finally makes it to the house and sees Lashara relaxing with a book, Star and Moon laying on either side of her, Star wearing her injury with pride, though as far as he knows, none of them shared the news of them being attacked after leaving the arena so people have yet to get an answer for the bear’s injury. Lashara spots him and gets up to greet him. He heads into the house, and she follows him, noticing that he does not want to talk in the open as others are still moving about.

“Multiple things to tell you. First is that I have a date with Aura for Wednesday evening. Second is an appointment with Lapis Larz to fully claim her Friday evening, with the plan to bring you if you think we can trust her to keep the big secret, or Wuhanly if my status is not ready to be aired. Third and most pressing, though far enough away that there is time, 6 weeks from Friday is when I fight Mexiah again, with there being the big stakes of Winner takes all, and I do mean all. While she doesn’t know much if anything about the growing harem, if I lose, she basically takes control, while I will collar her to my side should I take the win.” Allanon tells her.

The thoughts quickly process in her head, and she likes the results that come up, though getting Mexiah permanently welded to her faction, to her king, has chills of excitement run through her frame at the thought of how much power that would represent. “You are sure that you can win?” Lashara asks him, as that is the only major flaw in the plans going forward with what they know.

“That is why I asked for 6 weeks, as not only have I been improving in leaps and bounds though it has slowed down some, but Seiryu is helping in her own way to strengthen my body. In addition, though it is not honorable, I also plan to cheat if needed.” He replies.

(Across the street at roughly the same time)

“Well, Yukine. You refused to give me the report last week, so what has changed other than him being a much more prime specimen with his recent accomplishments of the fighters he has beaten?” Maria asks her personal knight.

“I was trying to dig more up on his past, but nothing noteworthy popped up, not even places he worked at, or where he grew up. As for your main question of whether he will be able to satisfy you should you get him into your bed, the simple answer is that he will wreck you. The more complex answer is that you won’t be able to control him unless you could somehow physically overpower him. Even if you do, you won’t be able to do so for long as Lashara will no doubt send Chiaia to bring him back in that case and while I’m a good pilot and an ok fighter, Chiaia has me beat in both categories.” Yukine goes to say more, but Maria’s video messenger rings with an incoming call, the ringtone sounding out though, is the one for her mother, Flora, the Queen of Havoniwa.

The video is connected as Yukine, despite being Maria’s personal knight, still obeys Flora above all others in most cases, presses the receive button. “Hello, my blossoming sweet daughter. What can you tell me about Allanon, Lashara’s new bodyguard? Also, Yukine if you have information of your own, no matter how personal that is relevant to this conversation, speak up once Maria is done answering to my satisfaction.” Flora says with a cheeky smile, her looks still incredible despite her being in her late 30’s.

Maria hangs her head, annoyed that her mother is no doubt going to try and insert herself into what is quickly growing into a large number of women trying to gain Allanon’s affection, especially if Yukine actually knows just how big he is below the belt. “Even before the tournament at Dalison, he faced and actually injured the Pink Witch, though he came out far from unscathed himself. He at times assists Wuhanly with work on the mechanoids under Lashara’s command. His character has to be good, otherwise Chiaia would not have let him stay around Lashara along with Star and Moon rejecting him. They don’t reject him by the way; they nap with him like they do Lashara at times, even listening to him when he asks them to do some simple things. Yukine probably has more information as she was in the middle of giving a report to me on him when you called.” Maria tells her mother with complete honesty as her mother knows when she is lying, mainly because Yukine will rat her out if she does.

Without prompting Yukine resumes her report. “Maria has expressed much interest in getting Allanon into her bed, with it being a mere bonus that doing so will piss off Lashara. From what I have seen with my own 2 eyes though mam, he will wreck her plain and simple. Maria, who has never had a boyfriend, will be made a slave to her lusts as Allanon molds her to his liking. I witnessed his size with my own 2 eyes as he got a blowjob from a student that I won’t name at this time. It took only a few words from him for the young woman to disrobe until she was bare from the waist up and dropping to her knees with barely a touch to her shoulder from him. When he came, she not only swallowed the load he gave her, but shook in orgasm herself. As for how big he was, well, he was this big.” Yukine puts her hands so far apart for the example of length, then shows a circle with her index finger and thumb to indicate his girth, but her fingers still have a gap of at least a third of said circle.

Flora is fanning herself as she imagines what she will allow Allanon to do with her should they ever meet, knowing by his size that she will be a well satisfied woman even if he lasts just a single round. Maria, however, visibly gulps, as the girth is roughly the size of her wrist, and the length is comparable to her forearm, so Yukine’s statement of her getting wrecked would be a very true thing.

“Oh, my daughter, you have a 4-day vacation coming up in just over 3 weeks, correct? Then how about you and a good number of your friends come and visit at our summer home. It will be a wonderful time to relax. Make sure that Allanon is with you, I need to see if he is a good fit.” Flora says, almost giggling the last part to herself, but Maria and Yukine still hear her loud and clear, both of them knowing pretty much what she wants, and if Allanon does live up to or exceed her expectations, then she will become a regular in his bed.

(Back at Lashara’s house)

“With Aura, now that we are actually at this point of a one-on-one date, do you realize how rare this is for dark elf? It takes much more than moderate interest for a dark elf to date outside of their species, her interest was already peaked weeks ago, thus the reason she has joined us for dinner on occasion. Hell, many men in their culture literally compete just for the chance to be selected as a husband for a first or second born daughter, with their family having the final say. Aura is not just the first daughter, but she is the only daughter of the tribe’s chief. Her ability to pilot a mechanoid just raises her value up that much higher. Before her father gave her the ability to choose her own husband her weekends were filled with those many hopefuls trying to prove that they were an acceptable candidate, only for Aura to thrash them every time in all manner of contests. The one time a former hopeful waylaid her on her way to class, she kicked him out a window. You have got her interest but now to keep it. If in order to do so it leads her to become a moaning, quivering mess because she got tamed by the beast, then so be it. Just like me, just like Wuhanly, she will bounce back, and keep coming back for more.” Lashara says with her hands on her hips, her eyes shining as her imagination envisions her and several other women exhausted with Allanon’s seed leaking from them, only for him to slid one of them to the edge of the bed and sheathe himself in whichever hole he wants. Her fantasy is interrupted as Allanon grabs her by the hair and guides her upstairs. Lashara would miss dinner of a sorts, her belly bulging as Allanon fed her 2 big loads then finished her off by fucking her pussy so hard she would miss class the next morning, as he was backed up from several days of no action. Any thoughts she had of discussing the multitude of messages she had received is put off until tomorrow.